hang the dj

I'm cool and I now have one of those awesome Muxtapes. Check it out and judge my musical taste!

http://desirenegade.muxtape.com/

PS: There's a live track from my old band in there. I bet you can guess which one it is!

first kiss was a sweet kiss, second kiss had a twist

The news is good, people! Donnie Wahlberg is no longer holding out and the New Kids on the Block reunion is ON. I realize this post following the Debbie Gibson post makes me seem like some huge loser. Well, I am and I have no shame.

They'll be performing tomorrow morning on the Today show and announcing all the details of this miraculous event. Until then, I'll be hangin' tough.

the future only belongs to the future itself and the future is...ELECTRIC YOUTH!

Or maybe the past...

Can I just say, how the fuck did I never hear about THIS?!



Someone actually wrote a musical based on sixteen songs by Debbie Gibson and it wasn't me! Unfortunately, this looks like it was a one-off deal. I wonder...maybe I can snag a copy of the script and put it on. Hey, I've got theatre connections! I can only imagine the dramatic, tear-jerking scene that must be played out during "Foolish Beat" - oh, that song really tugs on the heartstrings, doesn't it?

(I wish I was kidding. I LOVE Debbie Gibson.)

One other quick note: There's a "Camp Electric Youth" reality show on the horizon. It's just for kiddies, so I can't audition and hang out with the Debster.
Camp Electric Youth Casting Call

converse post mini-sequel

Here's a picture of the Kurt Cobain Converse. Absolutely horrifying.

puh-leaseeee

Dear Weather,

Please get warm enough so I can go to the Hot Club and drink a frozen mudslide.

when a shoe is, like, sooo much more than a shoe

There's been a recent explosion of conversation regarding my chosen sneaker, the classic Chuck Taylor. Lately, I've seen tons of magazines/blogs ruminating on the cultural, social, political, whatever-ical implications of these shoes. My theory is that this newfound scholarly interest is based on two events: the 100th anniversary of Converse and that little movie called "Juno" with all its hip teens.

Mainstream media is casting a damn sneaker as the signifer of "disaffected youth", "hipster-ism" and "slacker culture." But, um, everyone wears Chucks. I'm not disaffected or youthful or overly hip and prefer "bored and lazy" over "slacker, but I live in mine. Always have, always will. I really pretty much hate all other kinds of sneakers - I'm not even very fond of the One Stars. Or actually even the high-top Chucks. Picky, picky indeed.

I heart my Chucks because:
1. They are comfortable and durable.
2. They are cute with jeans.
3. They are cute with skirts AND dresses.
4. They are cute whether they are just a plain ol' black pair or have some fancy shmancy design on them.

Pshh...and I always get mine for $20 or less.

Alright, so it's fucking fashion and function, and then everyone has to go make some big deal about generations and what it means, maaan. This little blogsy was triggered by this article in the Washington Post:
From Hoops to Hipsters

I'm not going to rehash or confront the whole article, you're smart enough to that on your own. But one thing:

"For all its heritage in hoopsters, the brand subsists on hipsters, which is why the company will soon unveil, without a smidgen of blasphemy, a series of its famous All-Stars and One-Stars with Kurt Cobain's signature and scribbled excerpts from his journals.

The Cobain shoes will sell for the unpunk price of $50-$65, suggested retail; inside of one of the soles is a Sharpie scrawl that reads, a la Kurt, "Punk rock means freedom." From fans of Nirvana this has elicited only slight dismay -- Courtney Love strikes again, etc. From Converse collectors, there are advance orders."

Um, that is just really gross and horrendously cheesy. I had heard about the whole Kurt Cobain/Doc Martens thing, but not this. Journal scribblings? On a fucking shoe?

Yeah, stuff like this really makes it hard to defend being a Courtney Love fan. Can I just pretend Courtney after 1999 never existed?

Whatevs, look how cute the Chucks I'm wearing today are:


In other news: LONGEST FRIDAY EVER.

i'm allergic to cats but...

that doesn't mean I don't think they are wicked cuuuu-uuute! If it wasn't for their damn dander...

Today, I am happy to report on two awww-inducing stories.

First - the "I Heart" kitten. OMGGGG. Kitten so little! Kitten so cute! Kitten has secret message in fur! That spells "I heart Dot"! Kitten's mommy is named Dottie! AWWWWWWWWWW!

The full story

Second - not so much of an AWWWWWWWWWW story, but I just think this kitten is super-duper cute. He is a resident of the new "cat cafes" in Japan - basically, you throw down some money to go hang out with kitties. Anyway, this one is my favorite cutie-pie kitten-face. AWWWWWWWWWWWWW.

The full story

Now that I've made myself vomit-y with cuteness, I'm going to find something to get pissed about and salvage my cynical-lady blog image. Byes xoxo!

Actually, one more thing...